I might have to learn to read Japanese just to explore the site these are coming from.

Theo – my first period students always know not to do anything stupid until at least one inch of coffee has been consumed from my mug. At least you caught your mistake. I once gave out a matching quiz with only one column.

MaggieBelle, I saved a bunny a couple of years ago – I was biking along Minnehaha Creek (Minneapolis), and heard a scream. It was a bunny, being attacked by a crow! I went off the trail and biked right into the crow, who flew up and let go of the bun. Bunny ran away, but in his panic went right into the creek! I jumped off my bike and into the creek, and fished him out. I stood there in the water, with a wet bunny tucked into my shirt against my tummy, and the angry crow finally flew off. I dried off bunny and made sure he wasn’t injured, then found a wooded area to let him go. It was all rather exciting!

Okay, that’s really odd… for those who can’t link directly to pajama bunneh, here’s the blog it’s in (lol, NO RABBIT NO LIFE). Scroll almost to the bottom and you’ll see Pajama Bunny. You can’t miss him. He’s in blue.

I just realized that poor Meg has had to post a rabbit per day to silence the demand of we rabbit-addicted people…. ever feel like the keeper of the CO sanitarium has finally got your number??? She’s onto us people!!!! *g*

Has anyone ever looked into the honest-to-goodness mental health effects of looking at CO? Because, on my oath, I had a monstrous lump of frustration and anger clutching at my solar plexus (the accompanying chant being, “IhatemyjobIhatemyjobIhatemyjob…), so I came to CO to chill and the moment I looked at bunny face, Anxiety’s vice grip on my sanity let go just a liiiittle bit.

Night of the Lepus is (still) often on cable. (I first saw it about ten years ago, when I first got cable.)

It cracks me up. Bunnies romping around through model train towns = irradiated and thus giant bunnies terrorizing a real town. But they’re still cute and adorable! I was, like, who thought this up? (Although I did once have a supervisor who really was afraid of rabbits, so…)

It was a real “horror” film in its day, though. Not tongue-in-cheek. It just followed in the footsteps of the killer bee movie (with William Shatner, no less) and Towering Inferno, and Airport 777 (or whatever). Disaster du jour.

Nowadays I suspect it would be much more entertaining watching it while smoking, shrooming, or sleep deprived.

I haven’t closed my mouth for seriously 10 minutes… just in awe of teh cuuuute. I want to bury my face in his fluffy little belly and make rasperries! MUZZLEPUFF!!! Iiiiiiity biiiiity pawses! Gigantic head and eyes and weeee wittle eaws… I just can’t stand it!!!

This bunny is KILLING ME! I can’t stop looking at it! If only bunnies would realize the power they have over we humans, just with their sheer cuteness… they would be unstoppable. Distract us with their wee paws and kissable wittle noses… and then attack and steal our carrots!